It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears. “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days. The place to which you went was not the English Embassy, and the whole performance was a fraud. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone? Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young, and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old.
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